Newtmas Convention AU... "Er, it's Thomas," he said, still not taking his eyes off Newt. Then he pointed to Minho's lightsaber, which was still in Newt's hands, held between them like a shield. Only it was a wreck, spluttering woozy lights and looking like a drunken zig zag. Thomas blinked. "Your uhm- it's not very straight." Minho had to stifle a laugh. "That's okay, neither is he."